LOREN
Roana’s statement about being a mother didn’t exactly make sense—nor did he necessarily agree with it—but it wasn’t as if Loren was in any position to argue. After all, he wasn’t a mother, let alone a parent, even if he was taking care of two children at home or maybe not depending on timelines because they ran away from home for a while. ”I’m sorry to hear that.” It seemed that the ex-captain didn’t have a whole lot of people in her life she could trust or rely upon, and yet had many she needed to take care of. The summoner knew a little bit about what that felt like.
Once more, the Launceleyn found himself disagreeing with Roana, but he couldn’t argue that there was some truth to her words. ”Maybe it’s because I’m an Abandoned, through no fault of my own, but I can’t say that I trust the gods, any of them, to have mortal’s best interests at heart.” The world, maybe, but if the gods decided that all people posed a threat to the world and decided to wipe them out, that wouldn’t necessarily make it right just because it was a divine decree. ”I guess...I guess I’d just hope that, on this path, you’ll still try to keep your eyes and mind open.” It was really all anyone could hope for in the end.
History might be written by the winners, but they lived in the present. While they needed to worry about the future, the path they took to get there was as important as the final destination. On the subject of roads, Loren could see the now familiar silhouette of the Manor. They were rapidly approaching, and he had his phoenix fly lower now, not wanting to startle anyone who might see it in the sky. ”Thank you for the escort home. I can uh...have your ah cloak washed and returned to you.” He seriously doubted she’d want it back in its current state.
Once more, the Launceleyn found himself disagreeing with Roana, but he couldn’t argue that there was some truth to her words. ”Maybe it’s because I’m an Abandoned, through no fault of my own, but I can’t say that I trust the gods, any of them, to have mortal’s best interests at heart.” The world, maybe, but if the gods decided that all people posed a threat to the world and decided to wipe them out, that wouldn’t necessarily make it right just because it was a divine decree. ”I guess...I guess I’d just hope that, on this path, you’ll still try to keep your eyes and mind open.” It was really all anyone could hope for in the end.
History might be written by the winners, but they lived in the present. While they needed to worry about the future, the path they took to get there was as important as the final destination. On the subject of roads, Loren could see the now familiar silhouette of the Manor. They were rapidly approaching, and he had his phoenix fly lower now, not wanting to startle anyone who might see it in the sky. ”Thank you for the escort home. I can uh...have your ah cloak washed and returned to you.” He seriously doubted she’d want it back in its current state.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
